Chapter 152 Little Girl

Thinking of this, I feel a little sad.

Because in this remote Siberia, there are only two or three months without ice and snow freezing, the grapes grown in this climate can't have any sweetness, and there will be no large fruit market here, so this sour grapes are estimated to be the most high-end fruit in the area.

I looked at the hospitable old woman and said, "Grandma, if I can come to see you from China next time, I will definitely buy you a big bag of sweet grapes."

The old woman seemed to understand the word grape, so she nodded vigorously and looked very excited.

After picking the grapes, I helped the old woman walk back to the hall.

The old woman continued to select the grapes and ignored me.

I'm really bored. I wanted to ask the old woman Andre where they went, but she certainly didn't understand.

So I can only walk around the room to see if there is anyone in the other rooms. Maybe Andre is still sleeping.

In fact, it is very impolite to wander around other people's homes without permission.

But I thought I would not go in. It's okay to look outside the door.

After walking around, I found that the house is in the form of an all-wood structure. From the perspective of wood, it should be at least 200 years old.

It seems that the Yaaku people of Chukochi are quite skilled in architectural skills. The wooden house can be preserved for so long and is so strong that it can indeed be called ingenious.

This may also have something to do with the climate of the subarctic zone, where the number of various insects is relatively small, and it is difficult for moths to grow in wood.

This wooden room has three doors on the left and right, four of which are living rooms, and the innermost two are kitchens and toilets.

All rooms can enter the living room, and this regular architectural form is also transparent.

I looked and found that most of the doors were open. I looked at them, and there was no one. Only the door next to the bedroom where I lived was locked.

When I walked to that door, I saw a strange scene.

The lock on the door has been rotten, as if it has not been opened for a long time, and there are many gaps between the boards on the door, from which you can see the dusty furniture in the room.

Obviously, this room used to be inhabited, but now it has been abandoned.

But it's strange that since there is still furniture in it and people live in the house, even if there is no one in it, someone should clean it.

People love cleanliness, and there is no reason to look at the furniture covered with dust.

After thinking about it, I think it may be because the old couple are old and the children are often not at home, so they don't bother to clean the room.

Although I persuaded myself, I still couldn't help but be curious and looked through the cracks in the door.

At this time, I saw a portrait hanging on the opposite wall, which was wrapped in black cloth, like a portrait.

The portrait is framed with a silver frame, and the decoration is very exquisite. Unfortunately, the portrait is covered with dust, and you can't see the appearance of the characters above.

I wanted to get closer and see more clearly, when one hand patted me behind me.

I turned around and saw the old woman looking at me with a smile.

I was a little embarrassed and stammered in Chinese, "No... It's okay. I'll just take a look."

The old woman still smiled and said nothing.

I scratched my head, smiled awkwardly, walked to the door of the hall and said, "I'll go out for a walk."

The old woman nodded, spoke a Russian, then pointed to the sun in the sky, and then made a gesture to eat.

I understand that she asked me not to forget to come back for lunch.

So I nodded and hurried out of the door.

The house was sunny and warm on my body. I looked at the lush flowers and trees in the yard, took a deep breath and walked out of the courtyard door.

At the door of the yard, there is a dirt road. On both sides of the road are full of such old cabins. Some roofs are covered with thatched grass, and some are smooth wooden boards.

In front of almost every wooden house, there is a small courtyard, and most of the small courtyards are full of various plants. I saw a chestnut tree with yellow leaves hanging with fruits on the roadside, and gray-haired squirrels jumping up and down the tree.

Occasionally, a group of wild ducks flew in the sky, making a quacking sound, ethereal and far away.

Go along the dirt road to the right, which is the direction of the port. I can see the sparkling sea and the small fishing boats sailing on the sea.

Going to the left, the street is full of residential houses, and at the end of the residential houses, there is a vast sea of grass. A group of reindeer shuttled under the sparse conifers on the sea, and the herders also doze off under the trees.

At the end of the grass sea, I can see three continuous white-headed snow mountains towering there, and the clouds on the mountainside are ethereal, like the gauze on the mountain.

When such a wonderful scenery came into my eyes, I couldn't help taking a deep breath, raising my face and feeling the warm sunshine.

After a while, I slowly opened my eyes and walked in the direction of the sea of grass.

On the way, I met villagers walking on the street from time to time. They were old and young, almost all wearing furry leather vests, wrapped in floral cloth, or leather hats on their heads. They all smiled and nodded when they saw me, looking very kind.

A few children ran out of the yard and followed me as I passed by, laughing and saying something.

I turned around and smiled at them, knowing that they must have never seen a foreigner, so I was so curious about me.

Seeing me turn around, these children looked a little shy and rushed back to the yard and secretly looked at me through the fence.

I touched it in my pocket and found a bag of chocolate beans. Because it was not unsealed, it was not wet at sea.

I shook the chocolate beans in my hand and said, "Do you want to eat chocolate?"

Those children suddenly calmed down and looked at the colorful bags in my hand, swallowing saliva, but no one dared to come up and get them.

I shook the bag again and said, "Come on, it's delicious!"

At this time, a red-faced little girl shook a braid behind her head, came out timidly, and moved to me step by step.

I saw that she was only three or four years old, and she was only tall to my knees, with a runny nose, a very cute face, and a pair of big black and bright eyes, so I smiled and squatted down.

came to me, the little girl blinked her eyes and stared at me, and her face turned even more red.

At this time, several children shouted: "Snoring, snoring!"

I think it should be: take it, take it.

But the little girl was still a little hesitant, and after a while, she spread out two pink hands.

I put the chocolate on her little hand and squeezed her face.

Then the little girl ran back.

When I saw those children eating chocolate beans happily, I was also very happy and continued to move forward with a smile.

But after a few steps, I suddenly felt someone pulling my trousers in the back.

Looking back, it turned out to be the little girl just now.

She chewed chocolate beans in her mouth and then said something.

Of course I didn't understand, so she pointed to the yard.

I frowned slightly and saw the children standing in a circle under a chestnut tree in the yard, talking about something.

The little girl pulled my trouser leg again, meaning to let me go over.

So I followed the little girl, and then I heard a chirping cry in the yard.

A closer look, it turned out that the group of children were surrounded by a bird's nest that fell to the ground.

In the nest, there are three hairy birds chirping with big mouths.

The little girl pulled my trousers and then pointed to the tree.

And other children also frowned and looked at me with a pleading look.

I immediately understood what they meant. They wanted me to put the nest back on the tree.

I didn't expect that these children were so caring. When I was a child, when I saw this situation, these birds had already been pinched to death by me. Maybe this is the difference between race and culture.

So I didn't hesitate to pick up the bird's nest from the ground, then found a bench from the yard, and effortlessly put the cage in the most stable place on the branch.

The children are very happy to see the birds return to the tree.